A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #179

A Year Underfoot


March 25th, 2034

I heard two more gunshots today. It has to be a hunter, -one who’s either clueless, or desperate. Doesn’t he know the air base is less than two miles away? I’m tempted to track him, or her, down and offer what little food I have – just as long as they promise to move on! The last thing I need right now is for the troopers to start crawling through these hills looking for the source. If it happens again tomorrow…





About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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